So, when I was in the ER on November 2nd, I was told by one of the many doctors I saw that they requested that the GI department contact me and give me an earlier appointment than the one I had scheduled for January 9, 2007. I never heard from anyone and didn’t really think much of it, because as I have said a two month wait was not bad at all. I have waited MUCH longer in more dire circumstances.
So imagine my amusement when I get a letter in the mail yesterday saying I had an appointment with GI on January 10, 2007 with a completely different doctor than my regular one. “What a silly hospital,” I thought to myself “They seem to have no idea what the hell they are doing!”
So I phoned my doctor’s office today and told the secretary I believe there was an error and that I was double booked. I confirmed that I still had my January 9 appointment, good. Then she looked up the one the next day and said “Oh, Dr. W referred you to Dr. B concerning your liver problem.”
Um… WHAT?!? What liver problem? I don’t have a liver problem! I have a liver problem?!??
Unfortunately because she was not Dr. B’s secretary she couldn’t see the referral or what the problem was, so she tried connecting me with the other secretary who was on the phone and then gave me her direct line. I had to rush off to a course so I could not phone back the hospital until after 1:00 and let me tell you I had a lot of trouble trying to concentrate on what I was learning because I had just been informed that I had a liver problem!! The secretary I needed to phone was on lunch when I got back to the office so I had to wait until 2:00 to speak with her. It was an hour of fretting and not really working. I wasn’t too concerned really, just a little worried since, you know, the ER sent me home telling me there was nothing wrong.
When I spoke to this secretary she was super nice and even said “Well, hell yeah! I’d want to know what liver problem I had too if this was the first I was hearing of it! You’d think the ER would have mentioned something!” ha! So she very kindly and patiently looked up my file and and tried to find out more information about this mystery liver problem it spoke about in the referral. They are always on the phone in GI so I really appreciated the time she took with me on the phone to try and help me figure this out. Turns out I seem to have infectious cysts on my liver along with something scribbled down about neoplastics. She had no clue what that was, but apologized to me for not being able to find me an earlier appointment, because if I had infections then I would most likely have to be medicated and well, I now have to wait until January 10 to find out more about what’s wrong.
I am now awash with many emotions. Relief that it’s not something as serious as dying of liver cancer. Worry about the infectious cysts on my liver, because you know, anything wrong with your liver can’t be that good. Happy that I am actually sick for a REASON. I am tired of never having reasons but always having illnesses! And irritated that the health care system in this province sucks monkey butt (no offence, Monkey!! ) and not only did no one tell me this in the ER, I don’t even get told there is a problem, I get a random appointment slip in the mail and it doesn’t even tell me why I am seeing the doctor! And now I have to wait 2 months to find out WHAT exactly is wrong and how they found it and what’s going to happen.
Whatever. Meh. It’s time to go home and I don’t really feel like working the rest of the week. I’m still thinking about this liver issue and I’ll admit I am concerned even though there really isn’t much cause… but still. It’s scary being told you have something growing on your liver, you know? And rather disconcerting to find these things out from a doctor’s secretary who is reading something off her appointment screen.